Startled

I’m sometimes quite startled to see Apollo in my front yard, as if he hasn’t a care in the world.

A pretty grey tabby lounges beside a wooden fence with her ears back.

Apollo, don’t you remember that we signed a treaty just yesterday, giving me territorial rights to the front and you to the back?

A handsome tuxedo cat lounges beneath a tree beside a rock.

But, Luna, surely we can share, especially given that Human Daddy just filled the front Birdie feeders.

—Luna and Apollo

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